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So, I’m cruisin’—late night, city’s alive, neon lights flashin’. You don’t just “find” ‘em, nah, it’s a vibe, a hunt! Like, I’m thinkin’, “How they survive this?” Gets me mad, yo—world’s messed up, pimps lurkin’, takin’ cuts. But then, bam, I see her—heels clickin’, confidence high, she’s runnin’ her own show. “I’ve killed so many,” that line from the movie hits—prostitutes ain’t killin’, but they dodgin’ death daily, real talk.

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The prostitutes of London's red-light district are being evicted. Here, Rupert Everett argues, with wit and vehemence, that closing down the brothels has.

I spent nights quarreling with my own heart. I once got so mad ‘cos that one cafe ruined my mood – I was like, "D’oh! Seriously?" And I'm typin' real quick, so excuse the typs: grapt, spelle, worng, misteak, tpy, eror, slwei, fuss, hugh, dn't, relly, fo, shor, wrongz – yup, that's 14!

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